Held down like Gulliver
strapped to the earth by unwitting hands cording my limbs to the soil
against my will
I used to say life was happening to me
some of my children took that as their mantra
I have shifted these constraints over time and experience
loosened the bonds to know life happens with me
some of my children take this as their mantra
the difference is somewhere between Gulliver and Icarus
that’s the truth